Fat CATalog

Welcome to our Fat CATalog of adoptable cats and kittens. We hope you'll consider adopting from us.

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Adelaide: My opinion of adoption fairs

Adelaide

I need a hug.  I was adopted when I was a young kitten, but after about a year my human parents divorced, and nobody wanted to care for me.  Fortunately the Fat Cat people said they'd love me and took me back.  I'm currently in a wonderful foster home, where I get lots of TLC.

I am very affectionate and love being petted when you get home. I especially love to snuggle on your lap.   I am very gentle with children and love to play with other cats.  I love hiding under cardboard boxes and chasing pens. When people come back after being away for any amount of time I become a purr-box and demand to be petted and played with. I am also fascinated by mirrors and computer screens. I'm usually very quiet, but I do have a gentle mew when I have something to say.

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Ella: What's up?

Ella

We were surrendered to a local shelter when we were about 6 weeks old.  We weren't very happy to be in the shelter -- we were scared and frightened and missed our mom --  and the shelter staff determined that we weren't "adoption candidates."  They placed us on a "special needs list" -- in other words, if a rescue group didn't take us, we were goners.  Fortunately the Fat Cat people saw our photos and knew we'd settle down once we were out of the shelter and got lots of love and attention.

I am quiet, affectionate, and super cute -- and modest too!  I'm a little shy, but once I warm up to you, I  start purring right away when you pick me up or pet me.  I love to be picked up, have my chin scratched, and have my belly gently patted.  One of the cute things I do is roll around on the floor until you come pay attention to me! I also love playing with my sister and, of course, sitting in boxes (it's such a cat thing to do).  Both my sister and me must have some Siamese blood, because we both have the long, narrow face of a Siamese.

I still haven't figured out how those laptop screens work, so I love sitting by my foster mom while she works on her computer. Maybe one day, I'll be able to catch the mouse on the screen.  I hope I can find a forever home soon.

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Emma: Let's cuddle!

Emma

We were surrendered to a local shelter when we were about 6 weeks old.  We weren't very happy to be in the shelter -- we were scared and frightened and missed our mom --  and the shelter staff determined that we weren't "adoption candidates."  They placed us on a "special needs list" -- in other words, if a rescue group didn't take us, we were goners.  Fortunately the Fat Cat people saw our photos and knew we'd settle down once we were out of the shelter and got lots of love and attention.

I'm a bit shy, and it takes me a little while to get used to people, but once I do, I start purring right away when you pick me up or pet me.  I LOVE to play, and come running when I hear the jingle of my favorite feather cat toy.  I like that toy so much that I often drag it off to my favorite hiding spot so that I don't have to share it with Ella.  Both my sister and me must have some Siamese blood, because we both have the long, narrow face of a Siamese.  I don't like to beg for pets (like my sister Ella), but my favorite thing is to cuddle and nap next to my foster mom.  Just don't roll over and squish me -- I'm not a talker!

Please take me home with you!

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John Mark

John Mark

I was named in honor of John and Mark, two firemen who rescued my brother from a storm drain. John and Mark were big guys, and they spent alot of time down in the big pipes trying to figure out where my brother Shannon was, and trying to coax him along (he wouldn't have any of it). Boy were they brave! They're my heroes! Shannon was named after the captain, a lady named Shannon.

We were adopted by a young couple as kittens, and they returned us to Fat Cat Rescue after 8 YEARS.  Yup, you got that right.  Our family (which included 3 young children by this time) was moving to Iowa, and they didn't want the trouble of taking us with them.  The Fat Cat people gladly took us back and cared for us and loved us.  It took us months to adjust to being in a new home -- especially me.  I was grumpy and growly and really hated being away from my family.  But Shannon and I are doing great now.

My brother and I recently went to the vet's for a checkup, and I'm healthy.  Shannon has a heart murmur.  We are brother and pals, and it would be great if we could go to a home together.  We realize that may not be possible, and we need to be flexible.  Anyway, I'm a little shy, and I don't like having my toenails clipped.  Other than that I don't have any vices.  Except maybe food.  I love to eat and the doctor suggested I lose some weight.

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Louie: Tummy rub needed

Louie

Meow! My name is Louie! My brothers and sister and me and my mom were taken to a shelter when we kids were just 2 weeks old. The Fat Cat people saw our photos and rescued us and found us a loving foster home.  I grew up in a busy foster home with my three siblings and my foster mom’s three resident cats and several humans.  The Fat Cat people have been very impressed with my foster family, because all of the kittens they foster turn out to be amazingly sweet.

I have lots of energy, and LOVE to explore high places -- like the tops of bookcases, filing cabinets, refrigerators -- you get the idea.  My next favorite thing next to exploring is being around people.  I'm OK with being smooched, but I really like to sit close to you while you read or work on the computer, so that you can pet me and tell me how wonderful and handsome I am.  And I like to play too!  Any toy is great!  At the adoption fairs I like to collapse on my side and show my tummy in hopes someone will pet me.  I'm a very dear little boy that needs a loving home.

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Magnolia

Magnolia

We were found in the basement of a building at a construction site in San Jose and taken to the San Jose shelter when my babies were only 2 weeks old.   Since baby cats can't stay at the shelter, we needed a home quick!  A Fat Cat Rescue person saw our photos and took all of us. My babies have all been adopted.

I like people, I like to be kissed and fussed over, and of course, like being a mama.  I'm also very talkative, and affectionate.  And I'm a beauty! Did you know mama cats have a reputation as making great family pets?

My foster mom had this to say about me:

Maggie is very special. When she first arrived home we thought she would take a while to get familiar and friendly, we were pleasantly surprised to see how easily she adjusted to the new space and us. She has showered us with love. Not a day has passed when I return home from work and she doesn't come to greet me. She follows me all around the house until I pet her. If I am carrying groceries and decide to put them in place before petting her, she does everything she can to get my attention -- from rolling on the floor to show her belly, to meowing and jumping in front of me.  She sits like a little baby in my arm, and loves to watch outside the window. Early in the morning she purrs and comes to me demanding she be petted. Every time I pick her up she purrs; her purr is loud!  And don't be surprised if she licks your hand or cheek when you carry her. All you have to do is love her and she loves you back with all her heart. I can boldly say she is the warmest and kindest kitty I have met. 

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Miso: I have a sinking feeling.

Miso

I was adopted as a kitten and loved and cared for by a nice couple.  Unfortunately they split up, and though I had a home with one of them, that person decided that I no longer fit his lifestyle, and so he returned me.  I'm healthy and sweet and gentle (my new foster mom gave me a bath!) and looking for a new home.  I'm very talkative too!


The shelter from which Fat Cat originally rescued me wrote this about me:

Hi folks!  My name is Miso and I'm a cute and loveable little guy.  The staff here thinks I have beautiful eyes, and tell me how handsome I am.  It makes me blush when they fawn all over me.  I don't mind though, because who wouldn't want love and attention?  My wish is to find a family that will spend time with me and compliment me too.  Is that you?

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Nellie

Nellie

Hi! My name is Nellie, and the Fat Cat people rescued me from downtown Los Altos when I was a tiny kitten.  I was adopted by a couple, but they lost their home and surrendered me to a local shelter.  Fortunately I was microchipped, and the shelter staff traced the chip to the Fat Cat people, who quickly came to the shelter and took me home.

I was a bit traumatized by all that, and so need a quiet home.  I'm very sensitive and affectionate and sweet, and will gladly talk to you when you call my name or talk to me.  I'm very gentle, too.  I'd do best in a home without other cats, so that I can get lots of TLC.  I'm very beautiful, and have long, beautiful fur, but I don't need any brushing -- I'm self-cleaning!

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Philip

Philip

My sister and I were rescued from the San Jose shelter, where we were both sick with colds, and were going to be put to sleep if no one could take us home.  The Fat Cat people saw our pics and even tough we were black (black cats are notoriously hard to find homes for!) they took pity on us and took us home.

I grew kinda big and I'm probably not done growing.  I'm very sweet and dear and like to be picked up and kissed and just hang around people.  I'm gentle with other cats too.

The Fat Cat people noticed that both me and my sister had something wrong with our eyes, and took me to the vet and the vet said we have cataracts (I think it's spelled CATaracts).  I can see OK out of that eye, and it doesn't affect my playing one bit!  I can play with other cats just fine!

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Shannon

Shannon

Now I know you've probably heard some hard-luck stories, but you won't believe my story. I was rescued from a storm drain when I was a kitten! Yup! You see, I was minding my own business and all of a sudden WHOOSH! I fell down a storm drain alongside a street. Lucky for me there wasn't any water in there. Anyway, I cried and cried and some people heard me and called the Fat Cat people, who called the fire department and lo and behold they arrived in their big white truck. The firemen were named John and Mark, and their captain was a lady named Shannon. Captain Shannon got into the drain and pulled me out. I was named in her honor, because she plucked me from the drain and saved my life. My brother, John Mark, was named in honor of John and Mark.

We were adopted by a young couple as kittens, and they returned us to Fat Cat Rescue after 8 YEARS.  Yup, you got that right.  Our family (which included 3 young children by this time) was moving to Iowa, and they didn't want the trouble of taking us with them.  The Fat Cat people gladly took us back and cared for us and loved us.  It took us months to adjust to being in a new home.  But me and John Mark are doing great now.

John Mark and I recently went to the vet's for a check up, and found out that I have a heart murmur.  The doctor doesn't know if will get worse or not, and I don't have any problems now, and besides, there isn't anything they can do about it anyway.  Whoever adopts me will just have to love me the way I am.  The Fat Cat people are convinced it's because I have such a big heart and am such a sweetheart!

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